LAUGHTER IS MEDICINE
Hi beautiful women,
***I am reposting things I wrote from last year as I tend and grow the fierce grace collective :: This was written last year while I was shooting Jessica Jones. I am home now doing all the things of my full life. This post reminds me that life is always shifting. Beyond grateful for this space to share the journey with you.xxx
As I have shared with you, I am away from home working in New York. For this a mama of three, this means that I am not home for the day to day routines I have lived for the last 12 years of mothering. It means that dinners are made without me, school projects are created with dad, and nighttime stories are not mine to tell. It means tears as I leave for the airport, car rides to my temporary home in New York with the heavy-hearted news that, in the 5 hours I was in the air, another one of my children has the stomach flu. It means waiting to hear that a fever has come down, and texting my husband who has my little on his lap in the doctor's office. It means tea and story time via face-time, new-found texting with my eleven year old, and connecting with my middle one through the sweetness of his voice on the telephone.
This has not been easy for me, but as I do a job I love, one that supports my family, I am growing in ways that are surprising to me. My children and my husband, who already have a very solid deep bond, are even closer than when I started this traveling job. My deep appreciation for my husband and our dear Celeste who adds her love and support to our home and our hearts make me grateful that we have a rhythm in our family that thrives even when mama is not home.
I am fortunate to fly home almost weekly and as I flew home this round I had one goal. One single goal. It was to laugh. To soak in the joy. To see my children without fear and guilt. To BE with them in the freedom of love and acceptance. To witness the closeness with their dad without feeling that it somehow took away from my role as a mother. To know that, within our strong family, the best medicine—the thing we all needed the most—was to laugh.
Bless the working parents, the stay-at-homes, and the in-betweens. To the mamas and the papas doing their best to give their children the love they need. To all the women and the men with or without children of their own, navigating these times of such rapid change and growth.
I have a wish for everyone…
This is one of my most favorite poems ever.
*The above quote is often attributed to Ralph Waldo Emerson but it is more likely created by Bessie A. Stanley.